Peeps: That's a great gift too. Think of all the ebooks I can buy. Do you have a gift too?Liza: In fact I do. Since the tour prizes are so fabulous, I'm going to balance out the universe Karma by offering the WORLD'S WORST SWAG.Peep: Oh no, not the temp tattoos--Liza: Yep. For one unlucky winner, they will get a pair of temp tattoos like Casey's.

Peep Rep: So in a twisted perspective, the real winners will be those who don't win.Liza: Exactly. So all my commenters, except for one, will feel like winners.Peep Rep: What does the unlucky peep have to do to win the tats?Liza: To ensure peeps who just want to be in the running for the fabulous tour prizes don't get stuck with tats they don't want, to be eligible you must include the following phrase in your comments:

HIDEOUS TATS&Leave you Email Address

Peep Rep: So for a chance to win the really cool prizes we only need to leave comment but we don't have to leave our email address?

Liza: That's correct. We are using a raftecopter for the tour prizes.

Peep Rep: And to win the tats we need to do two more things: put the words HIDEOUS TATS in our comment and leave our email address.

Liza: Well done, Peep Rep. Now lets get to the blog subject. The Many Firsts of Cass Davidson from my Young Adult Suspense Thriller Saving Casey.

I've invited Cass to share her many firsts. Cass, the blog is yours. Do not talk to Peep Rep.

Cass: I FIRST screamed when I saw my face.

The FIRST thing I asked was if could I get the tats removed. That turned out to be far more painful than I expected, but I couldn't turn my life around looking like a ghoul from a B Movie.

Thornton was the FIRST butler I'd ever had. I called him my butler-parent and grew to love him.Things turned bad between us, but I still believed he did come to love me, only he loved my mother more. So when sides formed, he sided with those who wished to have me silenced forever.

And then there's my FIRST love and soulmate, Troy.I went through 80 years of my prior life and never found true love. I'm in this troubled teen body less than two months when Troy shows up with my father to ensure I get home safely. Once we got home, he taught me self defense moves in the gym.Without Troy, I wouldn't be here to tell you about my firsts. I'd be dead just like the prior Casey. He kept me safe against all odds. I know he loves me, just as much as I love him. Since I had 80 years of life experience, I knew how rare soulmate love was, but no matter how hard I try, I can't persuade him our age difference doesn't matter. Troy is as honorable as they come. He'd give his life to save me, but he would never cross the line and act on his love. Not even during the eight years it takes me to get my PHd in education.

Which reminds me: I'm the FIRST female in my family line to get a Phd. Do Troy and I ever consummate our love?Do we have a long and happy future ahead of us?Well, you'll have to read the book, because Liza says she'll kill me if I tell you. But here's some stuff I can tell you:

Having been diagnosed with cancer, Cass Goldman decides to opt out of any futile medical care and end her life. While she has some thoughts on afterlife, she never expects to reincarnate into the body of a seventeen-year-old girl named Casey Davidson.

When she awakens in a hospital, Cass discovers two disturbing facts: One, she is now inside the body of a troubled teenager, and two, the former owner of this body committed suicide, but only Cass knows that. Everyone else believes Casey has survived, but suffered a complete memory loss. Cass has two choices: to take on Casey’s life and turn it around, or to confess the truth about her reincarnation and end up in a mental asylum. Given this second chance at life, Cass decides to take on the future life of Casey—the frightening ghoul-faced teen with short, black, spiky hair.

Every person around Cass has an ulterior motive and discovering the truth of Old Casey’s life is more complicated than the “new math” she is forced to learn in school. In addition, Cass has to contend with raging teenage hormones and the prior crimes of Old Casey, which she might not remember, but everyone else certainly does. However, her biggest frustration concerns her feelings for her father’s rugged security specialist who sees her only as a teenager and doesn’t want to explore the mutual attraction between them.

As determined as Cass is to turn this life around, Old Casey’s enemies are just as determined to end her life. She has no idea whom she can trust, but she knows she’ll never survive going it alone.

EXCERPT

Upon settling down on the toilet, Cass noticed the floor to ceiling mirror facing her and screamed at the sight of the creature within it. Short black hair spouted about its head, black circles surrounded both eyes and fell like triangular knives down the cheeks. Black lips, stretched in horror as if in a nightmare. Pulling up her pants, she moved closer to the mirror.

She was a ghoul, an honest to God ghoul!

The door crashed open and her father stared at her, fear and panic clear in his eyes.

She touched her face. “Please tell me these aren’t permanent.”

His panic remained a second longer as her words filtered into his brain and then he pulled her into his arms. “Don’t worry, we will get them removed—if you want to…”

“If? Oh, I definitely want them removed,” she said.

How can I turn around my life if I look like the walking dead from a low-grade monster movie?

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Bahahaha! I had my eyeliner tattoo one. And I love it. Walked around with red eyes for a couple of days, but I'm glad I did. Your prize is awesome. It's a HIDEOUS TATS. Thank God it's only temporary. Hum? Wonder how long it takes to wear off. Oh BTW, I'm 62 years old. Loved the tease from your book. roya-clan@sbcglobal.net

WELL...I Have NO HIDEOUS TATS. As a matter of fact, I have NO tattoos at all. I think I'm in a real minority these days. I work at a college and it seems that most of the gals have tattoos...and some of them are hideous, although very, very few are on faces.catherinelee100 at gmail dot com

I've stayed up 'til midnight just so I could give you 3 minutes more to comment for the worst swag in swagdom. For some odd reason NINE of you lunatics wrote the words Hideous Tats in your comments. I've no idea why you'd do that, but now one of you is going to get facial temp tats that look horrible on real human faces. But you've only yourself to blame. I told you it wasn't a good idea.